There was constant discussion at the east end of the village.
Some villagers comforted the village chief Zhao Fugui, while some village gangsters who had long disliked Zhao Wujiang made sarcastic remarks.
"The village chief rescued the fool and gave him food and shelter. Now it seems, what's the use? It's a waste of rice."
"What a silly day. Who knows what Zhao Wuyang did before. He might have committed murder and arson. When the immortals of the Blood God Sect discovered this, they might just kill Zhao Wuyang."
"There are still people in the village who like this stupid outsider. They are really blind."
"..."
Zhao Dalang stood up suddenly, pointed at the villagers who usually wandered around the village, and shouted angrily:
"Say it again if you can!"
Zhao Dalang has a strong build and is recognized as a "trainer" in the village. The villagers who had previously spoken sarcastically suddenly became quieter. muttered:
"We are just fighting against the injustice of the village chief. We will get nothing if we save people, and we will even get into trouble. We should not have rescued Zhao Wuyan in the first place."
Zhao Dalang was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and clenched his fists and was about to rush forward. Zhao Fugui blew his pipe and stopped his eldest son in a deep voice.
"Find two people to accompany me to other villages, and then inquire about the situation."
Zhao Fugui blew out the smoke ring heavily and stood up shakily. Zhao Dalang quickly stepped forward to hold his arm. He patted Zhao Dalang's hand and shook his head. His wrinkled face looked older and tired. .
In any case, as the village leader, he should do his best to understand the situation and make a decision that is most beneficial to the village.
"Dad! Look!"
Zhao Fugui was about to go to other villages when he heard his eldest son roar and the surrounding villagers made noises.
He turned his face sideways and followed the direction of Zhao Dalang's finger, and saw a black and reddish dot in the panic-stricken bright moon, approaching quickly.
After a breath, the black point got closer and closer, turning its back to the moonlight, and swooped down towards Zhaojia Village.
The villagers were making a lot of noise, and some people were frightened and wanted to run away. They believed that this was most likely the immortals from the Blood God Sect coming to look for trouble.
"Violence."
A bird and animal chirped.
Zhao Fugui finally saw clearly that what was swooping down was a blood-red eagle from the Blood God Sect.
The eagle spread its wings, circled once, and landed in front of the ancient tree at the east end of the village. The wind brought by it hit the east end of the village, causing sand, gravel and fallen leaves to fly and whirring.
Many villagers sat slumped on the ground. Zhao Fugui was supported by Zhao Dalang and saw clearly who was coming.
On the back of the Blood God Sect's eagle, there was a man standing steadily.
Familiar appearance, shabby clothes, and a pair of straw sandals.
"Ninth brother?" Zhao Dalang exclaimed, his face beaming with joy.
The villagers also recognized that the person who came was Zhao Wuxu, the silly son of the village chief's family, and they all exclaimed, their expressions even more frightened.
Zhao Wujiang tiptoed, landed lightly on the ground, and walked gently towards the village chief Zhao Fugui.
Zhao Fugui's old eyes trembled, and there was a moment of surprise, but it soon turned into disappointment.
He has been the village chief for so many years and has traveled around many nearby villages. He has seen a lot of mixed people's hearts and encountered a lot of strange things.
On the day he picked up his silly son Zhao Wuhuang, he knew that maybe one day, his silly son would no longer be a silly son and would regain his memory and return to his former self.
Now I see my silly son walking towards me. Although there is a gentle smile on his face, the innocent foolishness has disappeared.
This should mean that the Blood God Sect and his party, the foolish son, has regained his former self.
It also means that the stupid son will leave the village.
Just like the seventh brother he once rescued, he deceived the children and said that their seventh brother went to the city to see the world. In fact, he recovered from his injuries and went to a wider area. Maybe he would never return in this life. This small Zhaojiacun.
